Blindspots

Blindspots

I have been gifted with wonderful teachers. Some of them were bosses, some colleagues, some friends, some authors. One of them, a boss, once taught me about blindspots. This is the gist of what she said… “Jule, there are two types of blindspots. The first type is the...
Admission

Admission

So why did it take me thirty years to be able to say “the church I belonged to for a decade was a cult”? Did I really need to read the characteristics of cults in Vogl’s book? Was I honestly unsure? Was I refraining from using the word to be kind to those who are...
Admission

Educated by Books

I love books. I love reading them, holding them, hearing the soft opening of a new hardback. I inhale the smell of paper and the tingle of ideas. Books have been my teachers. When I was debating whether to stay with or leave my first husband, I wandered into the...
Dr. Heiden

Dr. Heiden

My annual check up with Dr. Heiden has brought me back to Chicago. I’m also going to close my safety deposit box, the last remnant of my 30 years in Chicago. I love Dr. Heiden. I know from working in hospitals that this is common—it is easy to love the person you...
Hello again

Hello again

I paused the blog when I wasn’t sure why I was writing, or what to write about. The why and what haven’t become any clearer but I’m taking a new approach—I will write about what is on my mind and see if a why emerges. First of all, thank you to Chris and to Claire who...
Reflection & Rest

Reflection & Rest

This blog has been on my mind, feeling somewhat like all the gray and black clothes hanging in my closet–it doesn’t quite fit anymore. It was begun as a place for me to process my grief over Trent’s passing (Cliff notes: I loved him and he loved me)....
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